A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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kun rahoon

Gati prabal pairon mein bhari

Phir kyun rahoon dar dar khada

Jab aaj mere saamne,

She Is Unique

She is unique.

Every time I see her

I just can't seem to know how to speak.

I'll Never Forget

I can't tell you how much my heart hurts every day.

It's full of anger, pain, and regrets

Colours Of Life!! (on Holi)
A child is born in pink
a bundle of white fur deep in wink

plays with all the greens in pa

Apna kisi or ko bana na sake

Pata na chala wp kab kisi or ka naseeb hone lage

Ek pal me unhone hamein bhula diya

KHUL GAYI HO JAISE KISMAT

कैसी उठी है दिल में, शरारत नई-नई…२

Who Ever Loved, That Loved Not at First Sight?
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
When two are st

hum chalna chahte hai

hum raah ko badalna nahi chahte,

raah ko hum banana chahte hai.......

jo khud pad

Blood And Poison Tears

Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you, the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out

Remeber When

Remember when we first did meet,

our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.

Remember

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